THE THIRDE BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENE CONTAYNING THE LEGEND OF BRITOMARTIS, CANTO VI. The birth of fayre Belphabe and ELL may I weene, faire Ladies, all this while Ye wonder how this noble Damozell So great perfections did in her compile, Sith that in salvage forests she did dwell, So farre from court and royall Citadell, The great schoolmaistresse of all courtesy : Seemeth that such wilde woodes should far expell All civile usage and gentility, And gentle sprite deforme with rude rusticity. But to this faire Belphœbe in her berth 2 Her berth was of the wombe of Morning dew, Her mother was the faire Chrysogonee, She bore Belphœbe; she bore in like cace 3 [share These two were twinnes, and twixt them two did The heritage of all celestiall grace; That all the rest it seemd they robbed bare Of bounty, and of beautie, and all vertues rare. It were a goodly storie to declare By what straunge accident faire Chrysogone But wondrously they were begot and bred 5 6 And all the sweetest flowers that in the forrest grew: |